Mish Mash

Someone appears to be ironically (I assume) marking the occasional post as awesome...I cannot tell you how much good this is doing for my ego. Please keep at it.

I'm taking my own advice and going to the cinema tomorrow, better still I've got the day off work as well. With a bit of luck I'll be able to watch two films back to back, which let's face it should be great. It's looking a lot like Frost/Nixon leading into Slumdog Millionaire, but I'll have to see how it works out...maybe watch a DVD when I get home (I've still got In Bruges left over from Xmas) that's what I call a productive day.

As I write this I'm also browsing over on rightmove.com. My parents are throwing me out (figuratively not literally) so the search is on...the big question is how much do I really want to spend on rent and bills???
Should I splash out for somewhere nice and perhaps cut back on the luxuries to make up the difference? Or settle for something a little smaller, cheaper and in a worse area to leave more cash for spending on things to brighten life up. It's a tricky balance and one that I'm running out of time to solve...my savings may take quite a pounding over the next year

Because I post a poem every week or so it perhaps gives the impression that I'm a fairly regular writer, this couldn't be further from the truth. Like reading and watching films I seem to go through cycles of interest lasting a week or so. This week creative writing seems to have drifted to the top, I even started writing a novel. Jokingly entitled 'Three men in a pub' it's a slightly predictable mish mash of On the road, Withnail and I, Thelma and Louise and obviously 3 men in a boat. Naturally I dashed down a thousand words in about half an hour and haven't looked at the thing since.

Happily when I come to write a poem I usually have a reasonable amount of it worked out in my head before I even reach a computer (or, heaven forbid, make cursory notes on paper...with a real pen). When combined with the relative shortness of a poem when contrasted with a novel we end up with the happy result that I might actually finish something.

Not that I've finished anything this week...but I have started two poems...and I can confirm that at least one line is really something! The rest is thoroughly average, but that line...I can confirm myself to be content

Anyway I'm wandering so let's wrap this up. One more post due for January then it'll be back to the poems in Feb. Till then, this is Dave Marshall telling you to keep blogging...or else...muahaha